He answered the call immediately.Not the best thing—having a high school kid as some kind of companion—but… it wasn’t the worst idea either.“Good evening, Lombard,” Finn’s voice came from the other end.“Yeah… how are you feeling? Taken your medicine yet?” Lombard asked, leaning his head back.Funny.He was actually about to enjoy a conversation with a high school kid.“I tried to take it… but I puked,” Finn said, then quickly added, “But I’ll be fine.”He said the last part fast—like Lombard was some kind of nanny who would start nagging him if he didn’t.Lombard let out a small breath.“You didn’t call me just to tell me that, did you?”“Of course not,” Finn said quickly. “I mean… I told you the other time. The prom…”He sounded careful now, like he wasn’t sure what kind of mood Lombard was in—or whether he might snap at him for bringing it up again.“What am I? A fish with a two-second memory?” Lombard replied dryly.Finn laughed at the other end.And that…That was new.Making a